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There is so much to be said sounds without words cries without tears. Hot dogs with onions somehow remind me of someone with a serious body odor. I am dipping into the pockets of my brain as to why this similarity should occur. And my thoughts are suddenly displaced by this man on the maxi, […]

Tour

There was a time in this country. A time when the people’s anxiety was stirring. When the average man and woman got disillusioned whenever they looked around at their situation. No one was making any money and hope for a future on the island was becoming more expensive by the day. For some, the only […]

Untitled

The telephone on the stand rings. My attention snaps back and forth between its incessant jangling and the television I am watching. Stupid ads. I pick up the phone. “Hello” I half listen, half concentrate on the tv. Something said intimately next to my ear makes me finally attend to the conversation. “Yes? What? Oh […]

Public Service

Use Glass. Buckle Up. Just say No. Fight Racism. Wear a Condom. Conserve Water. Save the Whales. Save the Turtles. Save the Dolphins. Save the Manatee. Plant a Tree today. Save Nariva Swamp. Save the Rainforest. Don’t Drink and Drive. Reduce, Reuse, Recycle. Give to the Blood Bank. Resist Internet Censorship. Only you can fight […]

Recipe for a Fig Oil Republic

Ingredients: 1 Reasonable Size Republic 1 (step)Father of Nation/ 1 Perpetual Opposition Leader cum Prime Minister (These Ingredients interchangeable) 1 Political Party/fete, Wannabe opposition 1 Handful of ungrateful illiterate black people from Laventille 1 Tall and dark person to identify them 1 Cane Belt 1 Two Seat Powerbase (step)Sister Island Backbiting, conspiracy and mauvais langue […]

San Juan Market Sunday Morning

Is every Sunday morning since ah was twelve years, aunty Milly send me in San Juan market by mehself. The first time I started going, ah didn’t like it atall. I used to say that the market wasn’t a place for me to go because ah did find de people an’ dem too noisy and […]

Of Men and Bicycles

Of Men & Bicycles For the first time in my life, I know what it feels like to be horned. It feels like I’m wearing a dunce cap with a big red ‘H’ on it and everybody – is getting kicks over my misery. This is all a bit melodramatic, because the horn I’m in […]

August 31st 1962

Who would know that in our government’s haste to beautify its way into the 21st century, we would end up selling our national heritage for 876 runs? Before you get started, Brian Lara is my boy. These days young black males are blamed for everything from the state of the economy to the dismantling of […]

Raoul Peck (CARIFESTA 1995)

RAOUL PECK (CARIFEST 1995) I went to this film symposium the other day. It was co-ordinated by the Banyan Squad held at a nice new vibes spot; Café de Artistes and featured a director I haven’t seen before in my life. (He’s from the Caribbean, so obviously we won’t know a thing about him or […]

Issue 1

And – Paula Obé Thomas August 31st 1962 – Dennis Allen Of Men and Bicycles Raoul Peck (CARIFEST 1995) – Dennis Allen San Juan Market Sunday Morning – Kelly Bonnette Tour – Dennis Allen Untitled – Lisa Allen Agostini